They call me an old man because of my years,
But I'll only be ninety my friend.
We are not even old when my day shall come
That my life on this earth must end.
If we've truly lived for our Lord thru the years
We are really not going to die.
We're just stepping across the threshold
To a better home up high.
A Home without pain and heartaches
And a joy that only a Christian can know
When from this world God gives His release.
by Elizabeth Calkins
February 4, 1935
[Mom I see must have been busy writing when she was P-G with me, bless her heart. I may not believe just as she did but I know that she loved the Lord.]
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